Lauren stares blankly at the gun. She should be afraid. No; she should be terrified. But at this point? Nothing. She was already dead. She had already spent sleepless nights avoiding terror and trauma. This? This was a child throwing a tantrum.

"What do you think you're going to solve?" she whispers. "We're already dead. You're dead. You've already turned yourself into a murderer. What do you think you're going to do? Make us sorry? Sorry for what? For existing? For getting killed- oh, wait, that was your fault. Maybe you think it'll make you feel better? If that's what you've been doing, I stand to disagree. Well, bleed to disagree."

Bailey just looked at him "my dad did always say that was the one thing i was good at." he pushed "maybe i should try to press a few more, see where that leads." he looked empty.

he looks at the weapon "oh, a weapon? well then." he shrugged "im already dead."

"and you? youre a mere plot device. you have no purpose but to kill, kill with no motive besides that you can. now, i can go rip off my d*** and shove it up my @** but do i? no."

"so that begs the question. is your little 'tantrum' as that wall of text put it, over with? Are you gonna just try to cause pain in a place where it really doesnt matter what happens? its gonna reset. over. and. over. and trust me, if i, by some miracle, remember one of these times"

"im taking one of your limbs for each wound i had" he looked down at the killer

He replaced the black object in the coat. White teeth shone out from the white, twisted mass of flesh and bone just barely visible under the hood of the man's black coat. He laughed, teeth welded together in a horrid, horrid smile.

"Take your words and all your determination. And feel free to keep the mask."

"You'll need it when you've taken my place, Bailey."

OOC: To clarify, all they can see is that he has real shiny teeth, and some sort of inhuman scarring on his lower and upper jaw. Nothing else can be seen.Also when is Limbo being reset?

ic- "who said i wanted to replace you? no no no. i think you misunderstand, monsieur"

"im gonna be better."

@LTVmocs "th-thanks...i dont think im meant for this, though, im gonna go home" he began to walk off, he tripped and a pill container fell from his pocket "oh no.." he began to pick them up, re arranging them back into the correct order and looked at the ground, checking if he missed any